(Un)natural Instincts (Part 13)
*Series taglist is closed.
angst, fluff, smut
Pairings: OT7 x Fem Reader, Human CEO Reader, Human Assistant Yoongi, Wolf Hybrids Joon, Jin, Hobi, Jimin, Tae, and Kook.
Basic premise: You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.
Part 1 > Part 2 >Â Part 3 >Â Part 4 > Part 5 >Â Part 6 > Part 7 > Part 8 > Part 9 > Part 10 > Part 11 > Part 12
General Warnings: Hybrid abuse and lab experimentation, hybrids as second-class citizens/owned property, smut (Minors DNI, 18+ content)
Specific Warnings: SA trauma recovery and boundary setting, recovering from malnourishment, jealousy, hard dom/sub sexual dynamics, dirty talk, rough sex with anal penetration and breath play, mental infidelity (morally grey since packs have a different view of relationships and exclusivity, but characters are feeling guilty about their thoughts)
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Namjoon takes the white towel from Hoseokâs hand, motioning for the older wolf to sit on the bed and let him dry his hair. He hums as he massages his packmateâs scalp through the towel, smiling at how cute Hoseok looks when heâs relaxed like this. Itâs not just the way his eyes flutter, but everything else. Itâs only been a few days since heâs been eating proper meals, but thatâand the fancy vitamin supplements youâve been giving himâhave been making visible progress in fighting his malnourishment. His face is no longer sunken in and colorless, and his hair has gotten some of its shine back as well.
There are still moments where everything feels dizzy and weird, as his body relearns to enjoy eating, but overall, Hoseok is in a much better place with food.
âYouâre getting your glow back.â
The wolf smiles, feeling his almost dry hair, âFeeling a lot better these days.â
Namjoon pulls away from drying to face Hoseok, fingers gently stroking the wolfâs cheek.
âTae and Jimin told me about the conversation they had with you. I told the others as well. If you say itâs okay, then Iâm going to assume it is. Iâm trusting you to set your own boundaries, you know that right?â
Itâs moments like these where Namjoon shines the brightest in Hoseokâs eyes. Moments where he knows exactly what to say.
âI am okay, I promise. Thank you for trusting me.â This conversation could have gone a different way, and Hoseok was bracing himself for how frustrating it couldâve been.
But Namjoon knows the difference between leading his pack and infantilizing them, and heâs never for a second thought of Hoseok as incapable of making his own decisions. Itâs just, most of the time, the wolves want him to make these decisions instead. It makes them feel safe and cared for when an Alpha does all the thinking.
A gentle knock on the open doorframe interrupts the moment, with both heads turning towards you.
âJust the two I wanted to talk to. Can I come in?â
Hoseok nods immediately, while Namjoon nervously goes along with it. He still doesnât know how to be around you after realizing the extent of his crush. It feels wrong to look at someone elseâs girlfriend with the way he looks at you. Especially not when heâs taken himself.
Hence the way he looks everywhere but at you when you sit in front of them.
âI have a proposition.â
Namjoon canât help the little chuckle that comes out, endeared by how you sound like youâre leading a boardroom negotiation right now.
Your eyes narrow, looking at him with a pout.
âSorry, you just looked cute.â
The words leave his mouth faster than he processes what heâs said.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Did I really just say that out loud?
The blush on his cheeks is violent red. You donât seem phased, though, as you laugh it off.
âHobi, you better hold onto your Alpha before I steal him.â
Namjoon knows itâs nothing more than a joke to you, but the words have him shifting uncomfortably in seat.
Hoseok obliviously smiles, âYou can try Y/N, but our Alpha is too head over heels over us for that to ever happen.â
The Alpha gives a strained smile. Of course, nothing could ever tear him away from his packmatesâbut that doesnât make him feel any less guilty for what heâs feeling towards you.
âFair enough. Okay, back to my proposition.â
You hand Namjoon a manilla folder, with the name âCha Mi-Sukâ over it.
âCha Mi-Suk?â
âSheâs a psychiatrist who also provides psychotherapy, and sheâs agreed to work with Hoseokâif thatâs okay with the two of you. Assuming Iâm supposed to ask you both. Or is it just a conversation between Hoseok and I? Or do I need to ask the whole pack. Sorry Iâm not--â you canât help going on a tangent and tripping over your own words.
This whole hierarchy thing was confusing and new, and you wanted to make sure you were doing it right. On one hand, it feels condescending towards Hoseok to have to ask Namjoonâs permission. However, not asking Namjoon feels like youâre dismissing his authority over them. They donât teach you this stuff in business school.
âRelax Y/N. This is okay.â Namjoon reassures, âHobi prefers I make these kinds of decisions for him.â
Hoseok nods, peeking at the papers as the other wolf flips through them.
âBut how did you get someone to agree to this? Isnât it illegal?â
Yes, it very much is illegal. Hybrids are only allowed âtherapyâ in state-sanctioned facilities like adoption centers, where the government can keep the extent of it under supervision. Designed to gaslight and manipulate hybrids until they bottle the trauma down enough to get adopted, rather than working to help them in any meaningful way. Itâs not rocket science to see why private practices arenât allowed: that would mean giving the hybrids a voice, and possibilities of therapists empathizing with them.
Which is why you were as careful as possible while looking into this for the past few days, all with the help of your boyfriend.
âItâs going to be risky to even ask, but I think Cha Mi-Suk is our best shot if weâre proceeding.â Yoongi had said this morning, over the phone.
âIâll ask.â
âNo, let me. Youâve never broken the law before, Y/N. Itâs best to keep your hands clean.â
âI can afford to be in trouble. You canât. And I know Iâve been a stickler for the law, but I donât think Iâll regret breaking this one. Not when itâs so cruel.â
You remembered Mi-Suk from one of the parties youâd attended in the past, mother to the CEO of a start-up you had helped get on its feet. She wouldâve been forgettable if not for the little scene she had caused during dinnerâdrinking one too many glasses of champagne and reprimanding another guest for being sleazy towards their fox hybrid.
It was an unusual scene at one those events, someone actually defending a hybridâŠsomething you wished you were brave enough to do back then, without caring of what anyone would say or think about you.
You had found her admirable in that moment.
Thankfully, you and Yoongiâs hunches were right, and it took very little convincing (and a lot of money) to get her on board.
âYouâre right, it is illegal. Thatâs why itâll have to be a secret. It wonât be on any official records, and sheâll never meet him in person. If we go through with it, Yoongi and I will set up a secure private video chat that he can use for weekly sessions.â
Namjoon nods along, scanning all of her information and credentials with a protective instinct.
âAre you sure youâre okay with this? Breaking the law for us?â
âIf it means Hobi can sleep a little better at night, Iâm willing to do anything.â
The Alpha canât help the way his heart flutters when he hears that. How can he hold himself back when you talk as if his pack is your own? Youâre really not making this easy for him.
Hoseokâs eyes have stars in them, finally seeing a glimmer of hope for the future.
âItâs okay with me,â Namjoon concludes, âI think itâd be good for you, pup. What do you think?â
The wolf nods at lightning speed, âIâll give anything a try! Thank you Alpha! Thank you Y/N!â
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Yoongi comes home in the evening, singing to himself as he takes his shoes off. Itâs hard to keep his tune, though, when thereâs a constant soft thud coming from one of the rooms. He follows the sound to your library, where a determined blonde wolf is trying to fix one of the side tables.
âYouâre going to split the wood if you hammer the screw that hard.â
Jin jumps up, too lost in concentration to register Yoongiâs cologne fill the room.
âSorry, didnât mean to frighten you.â
Yoongi joins the wolf on the floor, sitting a little too close for Jin to maintain composure. His cologne is inescapable now. A blended scent of maple and chestnut that makes the wolf feel both calm and nervous.
âCan I help?â
Jin nods, handing the hammer over while subconsciously licking his lips. Thereâs just something about Yoongi that he canât help but be drawn toâŠan aura of confidence thatâs never domineeringâquiet, subtle, yet commanding. It tugs at his heartstrings in ways thatâs usually only reserved for his pack.
Even now, he canât help but want to watch this sight for hours: the way the man rolls up his sleeves and juts his lips out in concentration.
And how he knows just the right pressure to put on the nailâŠ
âŠthe way he shakes his hair out of his eyes.
âŠand, the cherry on top of the cake: his fucking fingers.
Long and narrow and so goddamn pretty wrapped around that hammer.
Theyâd probably look just as pretty inside of--
Jin shakes his head, trying to snap himself out of it.
A mix of lust, guilt, and five hundred other emotions he canât quite name yet all tornado in the pit of his stomach.
Canât stay here. Canât be near him right now.
All the alarm bells ring, and the wolfâs body language changes from too stiff to a jittery mess in seconds.
âIâuhâI remembered thereâs something I have to do.â Is the most he can muster before almost running out, leaving a confused Yoongi to finish up the table by himself.
The wolf darts straight to where the smell of oranges is the strongestâthe scent of his Alpha to replace the one of Yoongiâs cologne. Leading him straight to the bathroom of your home gym. Namjoonâs stripped down to his underwear, getting ready for a post-workout shower, when he gets ambushed with a hug.
âHi to you too.â The wolf laughs, wrapping his arms around the welcomed intruder.
But then he notices something weird: Jin never hugs Namjoon when heâs all sweaty, so something was definitely off, âIs something wrong, hyung?â
âI need to feel you. Inside of me. And I need to feel it now because Iâm going insane.â
Whatever Namjoon was expectingâŠthis was not it. His underwear suddenly feels a lot tighter.
âOkay, thatâs the hottest thing Iâve heard in a while, but somethingâs clearly upâŠâ
Jin doesnât skip a beat to confess, doesnât even avoid eye contact as the words come out of his mouth.
âI think I just got turned on by Yoongi.â
Namjoonâs eyes nearly bulge out of his eye sockets.
âYou think WHAT?â
Jin crosses his arms, narrowing his eyes to stare the younger wolf down.
âHey, no judgement. Donât act like you donât have any feelings for Y/N.â
If the first statement wasnât enough to destabilize him, this one knocked the wind right out of his body.
âH-how did you know?â
âYou really think you can keep anything from me? Iâm your first packmate. I can read your thoughts like theyâre written on your forehead.â
Namjoon coughs, face hot and red. This isnât a conversation heâd ever planned on having. The plan was simple: crush on you for a little while, get over it on his own, never let a single packmate know.
But now, as it lays out in the open, the guilt has him scrambling.
âI can explainâŠIâŠâ
Jin waves a hand dismissively, âHush. We can have a rational talk about this later. Right now, Iâm telling you, my Alpha, that I was thinking about another manâs fingers inside of me. So, are you going to do something about that or should I keep imaginingââ
All guilt and remorse fade away from Namjoonâs eyes, leaving half-lidded dark orbs in their stead. He doesnât wait for his packmate to rile him up any further before grabbing the blonde by the waist and hoisting him onto the bathroom counter, quite literally ripping off his clothes from his body.
âNow this, this is what I neededâ Jin smirks, claws lightly dragging along Namjoonâs bare back.
âGod, youâre such a fucking brat.â
Just the word âbratâ has the older man whining. Itâs been a minute since heâs been called that. Been years since he acted like one. Ever since the youngest three came into the picture, heâd fallen into more of a dominant role in the bedroom, with their omegas being much more needy than his beta. Although they were all more human than wolfâto the point where only the Alpha distinction really matteredâthere was still an unspoken shift when omega hybrids joined the pack. Partly a hormonal thing, but more societal. A beta is supposed to help their Alpha keep the omegas happy. Thatâs just how itâs always been. When it was just him and Hoseok with Namjoon, the betas could act however they wanted with their Alpha. But the moment Jimin first came into their lives, everything shifted. Suddenly, there was an omega in the picture. Then two. Then three.
And unlike Hoseok, who seemed to prefer giving care, it took Jin a little longer to fit into his new role. Granted, it wasnât difficult at allâhow could it be, when he adored the omegas to the moon and back? When it was instinct to dote on them? It wasnât long before he grew to love their new dynamic, putting his all into spoiling the pups.
But now, as content as he is with his role in the pack, he canât help the excitement that surges in his veins at being called a brat again. It makes him feel like that young little wolf he was all those years ago, at the bar where he first met Namjoon. He had spent the entire night pushing just the right buttons to get the Alpha riled up, knowing heâd be in for quite the lesson in the back alley afterwards. And he couldnât have been more right.
The Jin and Namjoon of those days were fiery and hot and burned each other when skin touched skin. But as the burning passion replaced itself with quiet comfort, it seemed as if only the omegasâ scents could get Namjoon riled up in the same way.
Or so Jin thought. Because looking at his Alpha now, itâs as if the pheromones of fifty omegas are calling to him at the moment. All from a little jealousy.
âSame limits? And safeword?â Namjoon makes sure Jin is fully present in the moment, getting him to squeeze his hand as he answers.
Jin nods, âSame limits, red, and tap twice if I canât speak.â
âGood boy. Iâm not going to hold back.â
âI donât want you to.â
Namjoon brings his face close to the betaâs neck, grazing his skin with the tips of his canines before whispering in the older manâs ear.
âIf you think about him even once while Iâm fucking you, Iâm going to make sure you canât walk for months. Is that clear?â
âY-yes Alpha.â
With Jinâs clothes in a ripped up pile on the floor, the Alpha wastes no time in spreading his betaâs hole wide open, circling the puckered rim with his index finger. He laughs at how just this act gets the older wolfâs ears red in embarrassment.
âFuck, you look so tight. You could pass as a virgin right now. But donât worry, Alpha will make it fit.â
Every sinful word coming out of Namjoonâs mouth has Jin getting slicker by the second. But even as slick as he is, the first finger still causes him to jolt up, squirming at the intrusion.
His legs flail on both sides of Namjoon, unable to find footing on anything as heâs on the edge of the counter. The younger wolf decides to show a little mercy and push him back against the mirror, letting the soles of his feet find some balance.
Itâs the only mercy Namjoonâs going to give, however, because his finger is sliding in and out of the man with unrelenting speed. And just when Jinâs tensing up a little less, body adjusting to the feeling, the second finger thrusts in with even more force.
âStill so tight. Gonna need three fingers to open you up.â
Jin shakes his head, âCanâtâfuck!âCanât take three. Please, Iâm tooâunghâtight.â
Namjoon uses his free hand to grab the wolfâs chin, demanding eye contact.
âUnless you say the safeword, only I decide how much you can take. Understood?â
âU-understood! Sorry Alpha!â
Contrasting his harsh tone, Namjoonâs eyes are dialed in on every movement Jin is making, fully aware of what his body language looks like when heâs at his limitsâwhich isnât right now.
No, right now heâs just being an absolute brat. And itâs Namjoonâs duty to make sure he fucks it out of him.
The third finger is especially brutal in the stretch, causing tears to pool around his eyes. Itâs the best kind of pain, the kind that has him grow more and more slickâuntil the wetness is running down Namjoonâs hands and it feels like even four fingers could slide in easily. But a fourth never comes.
Instead, his hole is left empty and twitching as Namjoon slides down his own boxersâcock standing deliciously tall and dribbling pre-cum.
Jin closes his eyes, trying to take deep breaths to prepare for the intrusion, but even that luxury is taken from him. Because, before anything even goes near his hole again, the Alphaâs hand wraps around his throatâallowing just enough airflow to keep him conscience.
If Namjoon thought Jin was tight before, itâs nothing compared to now, when his restricted airways only make his hole clench even harder around nothing. Itâs not just lust in the air, but a primal need to be as close as possible after three months of becoming strangers to each otherâs bodies. Namjoon canât have his mate forgetting the pleasure only he can give. Canât have him thinking about any men outside of the pack just because he hasnât provided his touch in a while.
He lines himself to the entrance, letting a deep growl escape his lips as the head pops in. The blondeâs eyes to widen to the size of saucers at the stretch, throat still too closed off to properly moan.
âStill good?â
Unable to speak, the beta signals a thumbs up sign, giving Namjoon the go ahead to keep pushing all the way in. Only when heâs bottomed out does he let go of Jinâs neck, opting to wrap around the manâs cock instead. Sounds of skin slapping get louder as Namjoon fully loses himself, reveling in the way his length is being squeezed.
The sound mixes effortlessly with Jinâs sultry moansâthankfully, the size of the mansion spares the sounds from blaring throughout the house.
Even if he wasnât inside of him right now, this visual alone could drive Namjoon wild: his gorgeous packmate, with flushed cheeks and tightly shut eyes, chasing for an orgasm thatâs just out of reach. Itâs the kind of expression that makes him wish he was a full wolfâone that could give his mate a proper knot. Because god knows what Jin wouldâve looked like getting knotted. The thought alone almost makes him lose it. But he calms himself down, mindful of his current mission: making sure the man in front of him is fucked utterly dumb.
âWho do you belong to?â
The wolf doesnâtâcanâtâanswer immediately, brain too wired from the cock drilling into him. But he manages to let out a whiny, barely intelligible âyou.â
âAre you thinking of anyone else right now?â
Jin shakes his head no, almost violently. He barely knows where he is anymore, let alone any other name besides his Alphaâs. All that he can think about are the eight inches of pure bliss hitting against his prostate, and the big hand thatâs sloppily stroking his length.
âWords, brat.â
âNo! Only you! Only-ungh-you!â
It only takes a few more strokes for Jin to be pushed all the way over the edge, legs shaking as he rides his high, shooting strings of white on Namjoonâs chest in the process. The sight is all it takes for Namjoonâs orgasm to hit in tandem, all of his senses reaching their heights before disappearing entirelyâuntil the only thing he can feel is the pleasure overtaking every nerve in his body. The two stay still for a moment, both fearing overstimulation from any movement as they stabilize their breaths.
Itâs Jin who moves first, gently pushing the Alpha off of him. The two watch, mesmerized, at where they separate: the Alphaâs cum slowly leaking out onto the countertop. Itâs so much cum.
âYouâre lucky Iâm back to feeling nice, or I would make you lick all of it up.â
Jin lets out an out-of-breath chuckle, body still leaned against the mirror, âI wonât waste a single drop next time. Promise.â The tiredness catches up to him, causing his eyes to close on their own as Namjoon cleans the mess.
âCome on baby, we should shower.â
âToo tired.â
âYou donât want to go out there all sticky and sweaty, do you?â
Jin whines for a moment, because the feeling of stickiness and sweat are definitely uncomfortable, but he also canât feel his legs enough for a shower.
âFine. But you have to carry me.â
Namjoon laughs while lifting the wolf up, letting him wrap his legs around his torso as he makes his way over to the stall. The warm water runs between both of their bodies, washing away every trace of the lewd acts that were just committed. Every trace except the smell of sex that lingers in the air, mixing with the orange and vanilla of the two hybrids. They stay like that for a while, hugging under the water as Namjoon hums a soft melody in Jinâs ear. Eventually, Namjoon does put the wolf down to properly wash him, supporting both of their body weights as the beta still canât seem to stand.
âWas I too rough? Itâs been so longâŠâ
âYou werenât. I loved it. I love you.â Jin punctuates with a kiss, as deep and passionate as the first one they shared.
âI love you too. Iâm sorry about Y/N.â
âAnd Iâm sorry about Yoongi. I know youâre not his biggest fan.â
âSoâŠwhere do we go from here?â Itâs a rare moment, where Namjoonâs the one asking instead of answering. But the look on his face makes it clear that he really doesnât know.
âWe keep each otherâs secret.â
Namjoon quirks up a brow as Jin further explains, âWe keep it between us, manage our feelings, and the pack never has to know. Iâm guessing thatâs what you were planning on doing anyway, so just add me into it.â
Damn, Jin really did have him all figured out.
âOkay. Weâll keep it between us.â
Fool-proof plan, right?
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A/N: Don't worry friends, Hobi was NOT listening to that filth. Baby was watching Netflix with Jimin on the other side of the mansion (after excitedly telling him about therapy <3)
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(Un)natural Instincts (Part 13)
*Series taglist is closed.
angst, fluff, smut
Pairings: OT7 x Fem Reader, Human CEO Reader, Human Assistant Yoongi, Wolf Hybrids Joon, Jin, Hobi, Jimin, Tae, and Kook.
Basic premise: You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.
Part 1 > Part 2 >Â Part 3 >Â Part 4 > Part 5 >Â Part 6 > Part 7 > Part 8 > Part 9 > Part 10 > Part 11 > Part 12
General Warnings: Hybrid abuse and lab experimentation, hybrids as second-class citizens/owned property, smut (Minors DNI, 18+ content)
Specific Warnings: SA trauma recovery and boundary setting, recovering from malnourishment, jealousy, hard dom/sub sexual dynamics, dirty talk, rough sex with anal penetration and breath play, mental infidelity (morally grey since packs have a different view of relationships and exclusivity, but characters are feeling guilty about their thoughts)
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Namjoon takes the white towel from Hoseokâs hand, motioning for the older wolf to sit on the bed and let him dry his hair. He hums as he massages his packmateâs scalp through the towel, smiling at how cute Hoseok looks when heâs relaxed like this. Itâs not just the way his eyes flutter, but everything else. Itâs only been a few days since heâs been eating proper meals, but thatâand the fancy vitamin supplements youâve been giving himâhave been making visible progress in fighting his malnourishment. His face is no longer sunken in and colorless, and his hair has gotten some of its shine back as well.
There are still moments where everything feels dizzy and weird, as his body relearns to enjoy eating, but overall, Hoseok is in a much better place with food.
âYouâre getting your glow back.â
The wolf smiles, feeling his almost dry hair, âFeeling a lot better these days.â
Namjoon pulls away from drying to face Hoseok, fingers gently stroking the wolfâs cheek.
âTae and Jimin told me about the conversation they had with you. I told the others as well. If you say itâs okay, then Iâm going to assume it is. Iâm trusting you to set your own boundaries, you know that right?â
Itâs moments like these where Namjoon shines the brightest in Hoseokâs eyes. Moments where he knows exactly what to say.
âI am okay, I promise. Thank you for trusting me.â This conversation could have gone a different way, and Hoseok was bracing himself for how frustrating it couldâve been.
But Namjoon knows the difference between leading his pack and infantilizing them, and heâs never for a second thought of Hoseok as incapable of making his own decisions. Itâs just, most of the time, the wolves want him to make these decisions instead. It makes them feel safe and cared for when an Alpha does all the thinking.
A gentle knock on the open doorframe interrupts the moment, with both heads turning towards you.
âJust the two I wanted to talk to. Can I come in?â
Hoseok nods immediately, while Namjoon nervously goes along with it. He still doesnât know how to be around you after realizing the extent of his crush. It feels wrong to look at someone elseâs girlfriend with the way he looks at you. Especially not when heâs taken himself.
Hence the way he looks everywhere but at you when you sit in front of them.
âI have a proposition.â
Namjoon canât help the little chuckle that comes out, endeared by how you sound like youâre leading a boardroom negotiation right now.
Your eyes narrow, looking at him with a pout.
âSorry, you just looked cute.â
The words leave his mouth faster than he processes what heâs said.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Did I really just say that out loud?
The blush on his cheeks is violent red. You donât seem phased, though, as you laugh it off.
âHobi, you better hold onto your Alpha before I steal him.â
Namjoon knows itâs nothing more than a joke to you, but the words have him shifting uncomfortably in seat.
Hoseok obliviously smiles, âYou can try Y/N, but our Alpha is too head over heels over us for that to ever happen.â
The Alpha gives a strained smile. Of course, nothing could ever tear him away from his packmatesâbut that doesnât make him feel any less guilty for what heâs feeling towards you.
âFair enough. Okay, back to my proposition.â
You hand Namjoon a manilla folder, with the name âCha Mi-Sukâ over it.
âCha Mi-Suk?â
âSheâs a psychiatrist who also provides psychotherapy, and sheâs agreed to work with Hoseokâif thatâs okay with the two of you. Assuming Iâm supposed to ask you both. Or is it just a conversation between Hoseok and I? Or do I need to ask the whole pack. Sorry Iâm not--â you canât help going on a tangent and tripping over your own words.
This whole hierarchy thing was confusing and new, and you wanted to make sure you were doing it right. On one hand, it feels condescending towards Hoseok to have to ask Namjoonâs permission. However, not asking Namjoon feels like youâre dismissing his authority over them. They donât teach you this stuff in business school.
âRelax Y/N. This is okay.â Namjoon reassures, âHobi prefers I make these kinds of decisions for him.â
Hoseok nods, peeking at the papers as the other wolf flips through them.
âBut how did you get someone to agree to this? Isnât it illegal?â
Yes, it very much is illegal. Hybrids are only allowed âtherapyâ in state-sanctioned facilities like adoption centers, where the government can keep the extent of it under supervision. Designed to gaslight and manipulate hybrids until they bottle the trauma down enough to get adopted, rather than working to help them in any meaningful way. Itâs not rocket science to see why private practices arenât allowed: that would mean giving the hybrids a voice, and possibilities of therapists empathizing with them.
Which is why you were as careful as possible while looking into this for the past few days, all with the help of your boyfriend.
âItâs going to be risky to even ask, but I think Cha Mi-Suk is our best shot if weâre proceeding.â Yoongi had said this morning, over the phone.
âIâll ask.â
âNo, let me. Youâve never broken the law before, Y/N. Itâs best to keep your hands clean.â
âI can afford to be in trouble. You canât. And I know Iâve been a stickler for the law, but I donât think Iâll regret breaking this one. Not when itâs so cruel.â
You remembered Mi-Suk from one of the parties youâd attended in the past, mother to the CEO of a start-up you had helped get on its feet. She wouldâve been forgettable if not for the little scene she had caused during dinnerâdrinking one too many glasses of champagne and reprimanding another guest for being sleazy towards their fox hybrid.
It was an unusual scene at one those events, someone actually defending a hybridâŠsomething you wished you were brave enough to do back then, without caring of what anyone would say or think about you.
You had found her admirable in that moment.
Thankfully, you and Yoongiâs hunches were right, and it took very little convincing (and a lot of money) to get her on board.
âYouâre right, it is illegal. Thatâs why itâll have to be a secret. It wonât be on any official records, and sheâll never meet him in person. If we go through with it, Yoongi and I will set up a secure private video chat that he can use for weekly sessions.â
Namjoon nods along, scanning all of her information and credentials with a protective instinct.
âAre you sure youâre okay with this? Breaking the law for us?â
âIf it means Hobi can sleep a little better at night, Iâm willing to do anything.â
The Alpha canât help the way his heart flutters when he hears that. How can he hold himself back when you talk as if his pack is your own? Youâre really not making this easy for him.
Hoseokâs eyes have stars in them, finally seeing a glimmer of hope for the future.
âItâs okay with me,â Namjoon concludes, âI think itâd be good for you, pup. What do you think?â
The wolf nods at lightning speed, âIâll give anything a try! Thank you Alpha! Thank you Y/N!â
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Yoongi comes home in the evening, singing to himself as he takes his shoes off. Itâs hard to keep his tune, though, when thereâs a constant soft thud coming from one of the rooms. He follows the sound to your library, where a determined blonde wolf is trying to fix one of the side tables.
âYouâre going to split the wood if you hammer the screw that hard.â
Jin jumps up, too lost in concentration to register Yoongiâs cologne fill the room.
âSorry, didnât mean to frighten you.â
Yoongi joins the wolf on the floor, sitting a little too close for Jin to maintain composure. His cologne is inescapable now. A blended scent of maple and chestnut that makes the wolf feel both calm and nervous.
âCan I help?â
Jin nods, handing the hammer over while subconsciously licking his lips. Thereâs just something about Yoongi that he canât help but be drawn toâŠan aura of confidence thatâs never domineeringâquiet, subtle, yet commanding. It tugs at his heartstrings in ways thatâs usually only reserved for his pack.
Even now, he canât help but want to watch this sight for hours: the way the man rolls up his sleeves and juts his lips out in concentration.
And how he knows just the right pressure to put on the nailâŠ
âŠthe way he shakes his hair out of his eyes.
âŠand, the cherry on top of the cake: his fucking fingers.
Long and narrow and so goddamn pretty wrapped around that hammer.
Theyâd probably look just as pretty inside of--
Jin shakes his head, trying to snap himself out of it.
A mix of lust, guilt, and five hundred other emotions he canât quite name yet all tornado in the pit of his stomach.
Canât stay here. Canât be near him right now.
All the alarm bells ring, and the wolfâs body language changes from too stiff to a jittery mess in seconds.
âIâuhâI remembered thereâs something I have to do.â Is the most he can muster before almost running out, leaving a confused Yoongi to finish up the table by himself.
The wolf darts straight to where the smell of oranges is the strongestâthe scent of his Alpha to replace the one of Yoongiâs cologne. Leading him straight to the bathroom of your home gym. Namjoonâs stripped down to his underwear, getting ready for a post-workout shower, when he gets ambushed with a hug.
âHi to you too.â The wolf laughs, wrapping his arms around the welcomed intruder.
But then he notices something weird: Jin never hugs Namjoon when heâs all sweaty, so something was definitely off, âIs something wrong, hyung?â
âI need to feel you. Inside of me. And I need to feel it now because Iâm going insane.â
Whatever Namjoon was expectingâŠthis was not it. His underwear suddenly feels a lot tighter.
âOkay, thatâs the hottest thing Iâve heard in a while, but somethingâs clearly upâŠâ
Jin doesnât skip a beat to confess, doesnât even avoid eye contact as the words come out of his mouth.
âI think I just got turned on by Yoongi.â
Namjoonâs eyes nearly bulge out of his eye sockets.
âYou think WHAT?â
Jin crosses his arms, narrowing his eyes to stare the younger wolf down.
âHey, no judgement. Donât act like you donât have any feelings for Y/N.â
If the first statement wasnât enough to destabilize him, this one knocked the wind right out of his body.
âH-how did you know?â
âYou really think you can keep anything from me? Iâm your first packmate. I can read your thoughts like theyâre written on your forehead.â
Namjoon coughs, face hot and red. This isnât a conversation heâd ever planned on having. The plan was simple: crush on you for a little while, get over it on his own, never let a single packmate know.
But now, as it lays out in the open, the guilt has him scrambling.
âI can explainâŠIâŠâ
Jin waves a hand dismissively, âHush. We can have a rational talk about this later. Right now, Iâm telling you, my Alpha, that I was thinking about another manâs fingers inside of me. So, are you going to do something about that or should I keep imaginingââ
All guilt and remorse fade away from Namjoonâs eyes, leaving half-lidded dark orbs in their stead. He doesnât wait for his packmate to rile him up any further before grabbing the blonde by the waist and hoisting him onto the bathroom counter, quite literally ripping off his clothes from his body.
âNow this, this is what I neededâ Jin smirks, claws lightly dragging along Namjoonâs bare back.
âGod, youâre such a fucking brat.â
Just the word âbratâ has the older man whining. Itâs been a minute since heâs been called that. Been years since he acted like one. Ever since the youngest three came into the picture, heâd fallen into more of a dominant role in the bedroom, with their omegas being much more needy than his beta. Although they were all more human than wolfâto the point where only the Alpha distinction really matteredâthere was still an unspoken shift when omega hybrids joined the pack. Partly a hormonal thing, but more societal. A beta is supposed to help their Alpha keep the omegas happy. Thatâs just how itâs always been. When it was just him and Hoseok with Namjoon, the betas could act however they wanted with their Alpha. But the moment Jimin first came into their lives, everything shifted. Suddenly, there was an omega in the picture. Then two. Then three.
And unlike Hoseok, who seemed to prefer giving care, it took Jin a little longer to fit into his new role. Granted, it wasnât difficult at allâhow could it be, when he adored the omegas to the moon and back? When it was instinct to dote on them? It wasnât long before he grew to love their new dynamic, putting his all into spoiling the pups.
But now, as content as he is with his role in the pack, he canât help the excitement that surges in his veins at being called a brat again. It makes him feel like that young little wolf he was all those years ago, at the bar where he first met Namjoon. He had spent the entire night pushing just the right buttons to get the Alpha riled up, knowing heâd be in for quite the lesson in the back alley afterwards. And he couldnât have been more right.
The Jin and Namjoon of those days were fiery and hot and burned each other when skin touched skin. But as the burning passion replaced itself with quiet comfort, it seemed as if only the omegasâ scents could get Namjoon riled up in the same way.
Or so Jin thought. Because looking at his Alpha now, itâs as if the pheromones of fifty omegas are calling to him at the moment. All from a little jealousy.
âSame limits? And safeword?â Namjoon makes sure Jin is fully present in the moment, getting him to squeeze his hand as he answers.
Jin nods, âSame limits, red, and tap twice if I canât speak.â
âGood boy. Iâm not going to hold back.â
âI donât want you to.â
Namjoon brings his face close to the betaâs neck, grazing his skin with the tips of his canines before whispering in the older manâs ear.
âIf you think about him even once while Iâm fucking you, Iâm going to make sure you canât walk for months. Is that clear?â
âY-yes Alpha.â
With Jinâs clothes in a ripped up pile on the floor, the Alpha wastes no time in spreading his betaâs hole wide open, circling the puckered rim with his index finger. He laughs at how just this act gets the older wolfâs ears red in embarrassment.
âFuck, you look so tight. You could pass as a virgin right now. But donât worry, Alpha will make it fit.â
Every sinful word coming out of Namjoonâs mouth has Jin getting slicker by the second. But even as slick as he is, the first finger still causes him to jolt up, squirming at the intrusion.
His legs flail on both sides of Namjoon, unable to find footing on anything as heâs on the edge of the counter. The younger wolf decides to show a little mercy and push him back against the mirror, letting the soles of his feet find some balance.
Itâs the only mercy Namjoonâs going to give, however, because his finger is sliding in and out of the man with unrelenting speed. And just when Jinâs tensing up a little less, body adjusting to the feeling, the second finger thrusts in with even more force.
âStill so tight. Gonna need three fingers to open you up.â
Jin shakes his head, âCanâtâfuck!âCanât take three. Please, Iâm tooâunghâtight.â
Namjoon uses his free hand to grab the wolfâs chin, demanding eye contact.
âUnless you say the safeword, only I decide how much you can take. Understood?â
âU-understood! Sorry Alpha!â
Contrasting his harsh tone, Namjoonâs eyes are dialed in on every movement Jin is making, fully aware of what his body language looks like when heâs at his limitsâwhich isnât right now.
No, right now heâs just being an absolute brat. And itâs Namjoonâs duty to make sure he fucks it out of him.
The third finger is especially brutal in the stretch, causing tears to pool around his eyes. Itâs the best kind of pain, the kind that has him grow more and more slickâuntil the wetness is running down Namjoonâs hands and it feels like even four fingers could slide in easily. But a fourth never comes.
Instead, his hole is left empty and twitching as Namjoon slides down his own boxersâcock standing deliciously tall and dribbling pre-cum.
Jin closes his eyes, trying to take deep breaths to prepare for the intrusion, but even that luxury is taken from him. Because, before anything even goes near his hole again, the Alphaâs hand wraps around his throatâallowing just enough airflow to keep him conscience.
If Namjoon thought Jin was tight before, itâs nothing compared to now, when his restricted airways only make his hole clench even harder around nothing. Itâs not just lust in the air, but a primal need to be as close as possible after three months of becoming strangers to each otherâs bodies. Namjoon canât have his mate forgetting the pleasure only he can give. Canât have him thinking about any men outside of the pack just because he hasnât provided his touch in a while.
He lines himself to the entrance, letting a deep growl escape his lips as the head pops in. The blondeâs eyes to widen to the size of saucers at the stretch, throat still too closed off to properly moan.
âStill good?â
Unable to speak, the beta signals a thumbs up sign, giving Namjoon the go ahead to keep pushing all the way in. Only when heâs bottomed out does he let go of Jinâs neck, opting to wrap around the manâs cock instead. Sounds of skin slapping get louder as Namjoon fully loses himself, reveling in the way his length is being squeezed.
The sound mixes effortlessly with Jinâs sultry moansâthankfully, the size of the mansion spares the sounds from blaring throughout the house.
Even if he wasnât inside of him right now, this visual alone could drive Namjoon wild: his gorgeous packmate, with flushed cheeks and tightly shut eyes, chasing for an orgasm thatâs just out of reach. Itâs the kind of expression that makes him wish he was a full wolfâone that could give his mate a proper knot. Because god knows what Jin wouldâve looked like getting knotted. The thought alone almost makes him lose it. But he calms himself down, mindful of his current mission: making sure the man in front of him is fucked utterly dumb.
âWho do you belong to?â
The wolf doesnâtâcanâtâanswer immediately, brain too wired from the cock drilling into him. But he manages to let out a whiny, barely intelligible âyou.â
âAre you thinking of anyone else right now?â
Jin shakes his head no, almost violently. He barely knows where he is anymore, let alone any other name besides his Alphaâs. All that he can think about are the eight inches of pure bliss hitting against his prostate, and the big hand thatâs sloppily stroking his length.
âWords, brat.â
âNo! Only you! Only-ungh-you!â
It only takes a few more strokes for Jin to be pushed all the way over the edge, legs shaking as he rides his high, shooting strings of white on Namjoonâs chest in the process. The sight is all it takes for Namjoonâs orgasm to hit in tandem, all of his senses reaching their heights before disappearing entirelyâuntil the only thing he can feel is the pleasure overtaking every nerve in his body. The two stay still for a moment, both fearing overstimulation from any movement as they stabilize their breaths.
Itâs Jin who moves first, gently pushing the Alpha off of him. The two watch, mesmerized, at where they separate: the Alphaâs cum slowly leaking out onto the countertop. Itâs so much cum.
âYouâre lucky Iâm back to feeling nice, or I would make you lick all of it up.â
Jin lets out an out-of-breath chuckle, body still leaned against the mirror, âI wonât waste a single drop next time. Promise.â The tiredness catches up to him, causing his eyes to close on their own as Namjoon cleans the mess.
âCome on baby, we should shower.â
âToo tired.â
âYou donât want to go out there all sticky and sweaty, do you?â
Jin whines for a moment, because the feeling of stickiness and sweat are definitely uncomfortable, but he also canât feel his legs enough for a shower.
âFine. But you have to carry me.â
Namjoon laughs while lifting the wolf up, letting him wrap his legs around his torso as he makes his way over to the stall. The warm water runs between both of their bodies, washing away every trace of the lewd acts that were just committed. Every trace except the smell of sex that lingers in the air, mixing with the orange and vanilla of the two hybrids. They stay like that for a while, hugging under the water as Namjoon hums a soft melody in Jinâs ear. Eventually, Namjoon does put the wolf down to properly wash him, supporting both of their body weights as the beta still canât seem to stand.
âWas I too rough? Itâs been so longâŠâ
âYou werenât. I loved it. I love you.â Jin punctuates with a kiss, as deep and passionate as the first one they shared.
âI love you too. Iâm sorry about Y/N.â
âAnd Iâm sorry about Yoongi. I know youâre not his biggest fan.â
âSoâŠwhere do we go from here?â Itâs a rare moment, where Namjoonâs the one asking instead of answering. But the look on his face makes it clear that he really doesnât know.
âWe keep each otherâs secret.â
Namjoon quirks up a brow as Jin further explains, âWe keep it between us, manage our feelings, and the pack never has to know. Iâm guessing thatâs what you were planning on doing anyway, so just add me into it.â
Damn, Jin really did have him all figured out.
âOkay. Weâll keep it between us.â
Fool-proof plan, right?
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A/N: Don't worry friends, Hobi was NOT listening to that filth. Baby was watching Netflix with Jimin on the other side of the mansion (after excitedly telling him about therapy <3)
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My prediction: whiny sub jungkook and alpha joon
Good prediction nonnie, plausible.
Jungkook would come all needy and ask to be taken care of đ„č
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The teaser ... We're suddenly getting alpha Joon in action?!
Miss ma'am not acclimatised I'm not this is just .... *hyperventilates*
I felt a little evil đ
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can we pretty please get an update on ui? is part 13 coming soon?
Will be released tmrw đ here's a teaser for until then!
(Un)natural Instincts (Part 13)
Teaser
angst, fluff, smut
Pairings: OT7 x Reader, Human CEO Reader, Human Assistant Yoongi, Wolf Hybrids Joon, Jin, Hobi, Jimin, Tae, and Kook.
Basic premise: You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.
Teaser Warnings: Smutty
General Warnings: Hybrid abuse and lab experimentation, hybrids as second-class citizens/owned property, smut (Minors DNI, 18+ content)
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âI need to feel you. Inside of me. And I need to feel it now because Iâm going insane.â
Whatever Namjoon was expectingâŠthis was not it. His underwear suddenly feels a lot tighter.
âOkay, thatâs the hottest thing Iâve heard in a while, but somethingâs clearly upâŠâ
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A/N: Who do you think Joonie's talking to? đđ
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SMUT. SMUT. SMUT đ€©
ALPHA NAMJOON SMUT
It's what the people deserve, and I am a woman of the people
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can we pretty please get an update on ui? is part 13 coming soon?
Will be released tmrw đ here's a teaser for until then!
(Un)natural Instincts (Part 13)
Teaser
angst, fluff, smut
Pairings: OT7 x Reader, Human CEO Reader, Human Assistant Yoongi, Wolf Hybrids Joon, Jin, Hobi, Jimin, Tae, and Kook.
Basic premise: You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.
Teaser Warnings: Smutty
General Warnings: Hybrid abuse and lab experimentation, hybrids as second-class citizens/owned property, smut (Minors DNI, 18+ content)
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âI need to feel you. Inside of me. And I need to feel it now because Iâm going insane.â
Whatever Namjoon was expectingâŠthis was not it. His underwear suddenly feels a lot tighter.
âOkay, thatâs the hottest thing Iâve heard in a while, but somethingâs clearly upâŠâ
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A/N: Who do you think Joonie's talking to? đđ
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Thank you for sticking around!!!!!
And I'm trying to treat them better but sometimes the plot has other plans đ
Next part will be out this week!
(Un)natural Instincts (Part 12)
*Series taglist is closed.
angst, fluff, smut
Pairings: OT7 x Fem Reader, Human CEO Reader, Human Assistant Yoongi, Wolf Hybrids Joon, Jin, Hobi, Jimin, Tae, and Kook.
Basic premise: You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.
Part 1 > Part 2 >Â Part 3 >Â Part 4 > Part 5 >Â Part 6 > Part 7 > Part 8 > Part 9 > Part 10 > Part 11 > Part 12
General Warnings: Hybrid abuse and lab experimentation, drugs, hybrids as second-class citizens/owned property (Minors DNI, 18+ content)
Specific Warnings: discussions around SA triggers (mainly boundary setting, not angsty), one brief mention of a gunshot, gunshot wound, fear of punishments, hints to street crime violence, vague hints to smut
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Hoseok watches as Taehyung gets lost in the painting, fascinated by how he repeatedly goes back and fixes each detail. Itâs endearing, watching him bite his bottom lip in concentration.
âWhatâs that stuff youâre adding to the paint?â
âPoppyseed oil. It makes the paint dry slower.â
âYou want it to dry slower?â
The younger one nods, âThis way I can retouch whatever needs to be fixed without worrying about it drying.â
He hands his hyung the brush in his hand, which Hoseok swirls into the paint thinner before handing back clean.
âI didnât know you could add stuff to the paint like that.â
âTheyâre called mediums. There's fast-drying ones too, which Iâll be using for the clothes and hair since I want to work in lots of separate layers for those.â
âThis is already all too complicated for me.â Hoseok laughs, preferring to mindlessly watch the paint go down than think about drying times and layers.
Taehyung laughs, leaning in to give his hyung a peck on the cheek.
Jimin walks in at the exact time, smiling fondly at the scene. He brings in a platter of freshly cut fruit, most of which are Taehyungâs favorites.
âFruit delivery!â
Hoseok brings the boy close, holding him by the waist as he opens his mouth for a piece. Taehyung follows, stopping his brushwork to be fed.
âHow much longer until the paintingâs done?â Jimin asks while popping a cut strawberry into the younger wolfâs mouth.
Taehyung holds up three fingers, mouth too distracted by the sweet fruit to speak.
âThree days?â
He nods.
âSo three more days until you stop cooping up in here and pay more attention to me,â Jimin pouts.
âAre you actually getting jealous of Y/Nâs late grandmother?â Taehyung teases, causing Hoseok to almost choke on a grape laughing.
Itâs the sound again. The sound of Hoseok laughing. He seems completely oblivious as to how much it affects his packmatesâhow much love it fills in their hearts.
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Jin reaches for Namjoonâs hand, attempting to soothe the worried wolf as they both wait for Jungkook to come out from his bath.
This isnât going to be easy.
Joon says with furrowed brows alone.
Heâs going to hate this.
Jin agrees with a light squeeze to his packmateâs fingers.
It wouldnât be hard to convince an outsider that Jin and Namjoon can, in fact, read each otherâs minds. Wouldnât take much convincing at all, with how well the two communicate with just looks. But thereâs no mind-reading abilities at play, just years of understanding each other.
They were the first two members of the pack, after all.
Namjoon still remembers the goosebumps on his arms when he first met Jinâit was the first time heâd ever felt the pull of a pack bond. A rush of adrenaline, serotonin, and dopamine all creating a buzzing cocktail in his body when the older wolf smiled his way.
Jin wasnât innocent either, he knew he was riling the usually-poised Alpha up the second he looked at him. It was a fun game, teasing and taunting the big bad wolf until he was taught a lesson behind some shabby hybrid bar neither of them remember the name of anymore.
Namjoon's mind wanders back to that night, amused at the idea of telling his younger self that heâd be starting his forever family with that gorgeous man he met in a rundown dive barâthat four more wonderful hybrids would walk into their life and make them complete.
He doesnât think heâd tell his younger version about the lab. He wouldnât want to know.
The bathroom door opens, and both pairs of wolf eyes focus in on the youngest.
âHey Kooâ Jin says in his sweetest tone.
Jungkook flashes a toothy grin to his packmates, shuffling over to give both a chaste kiss on the lips.
âWe were actually waiting for you pup, wanted to talk to you about something.â
Namjoonâs solemn tone isnât lost on the wolf, putting him on edge as he takes his place opposite them on the bed.
âIs something wrong?â His eyes nervously dart between the two older ones.
Jin decides to take the lead, going in with as much tact as possible.
âFirst of all, we just want to say how happy we are that the hormones effects are wearing off on you. Itâs great seeing you be yourself again...â
Namjoon jumps in, feeling Jinâs nervousness take over, ââŠbut we do have to be mindful of our situation pup. Pushing away y/n isnât going to do us any favors here.â
âOr Yoongi.â Jin adds.
Jungkook almost rolls his eyes, but he manages to hold back.
âIâll behave.â He grits out halfheartedly.
âIâm going to need you to be more convincing than that Koo.â
The wolf glares at his Alpha, a sign of defiance Namjoon is not in the mood to entertain.
âStop being bratty before I spank it out of you pup.â
Jungkookâs gaze changes in an instant. The challenging glint in his eyes is replaced with something far more devastatingâhurt. Jinâs hands reach for Namjoonâs shoulder, pulling him back before the situation escalates even more.
âWhy stop at a spanking? Might as well put the Obedience collar back on so you can have the docile and well behaved pup you want so badly.â
He doesnât wait to be dismissed, almost running out of the room before the other two can see his glossy eyes.
Jin lets out a dejected sigh, âYou shouldnât have brought up punishment baby.â
Namjoon knew it was a mistake the second the words left his mouth, but it was already too late then.
âI-I knowâŠit was just instinct.â Guilt overtakes his features, regretting not thinking twice before speaking.
The moment Jungkook looked at him with that defiant stare, he couldnât help but respond in the way he had a thousand times before the lab. Back when punishments were just a tool for an Alpha to reign in a bratty wolfânot synonymous with physical and psychological torture.
He knows he canât discipline his pack the way other Alphas do anymore, not when theyâve had enough punishments to last three lifetimes.
Jin tugs on the younger wolfâs sleeve, pulling him back to Earth, âGo apologize and make it up to him.â
âWhat if he wants space from me?â
âWeâre talking about Jungkook here, your clingiest pup.â
Jin isnât wrong. Jungkook isnât the type to want to be left alone when heâs upset.
Namjoon follows the scent trail carefully, grimacing at the smell of salt mixed into Jungkookâs signature vanilla. Salt meant tears, and tears meant his pup was cooping himself up in some corner and sobbing. It doesnât take the Alpha long to find which corner exactly, as the not-so-small wolf canât exactly hide behind a dresser the way he thinks he can. But that doesnât stop him from tryingâbundled up with his knees to his chest in one of the spare bedrooms.
âKoo, sweetheartâŠâ He keeps his voice soft.
Jungkook simply sniffles in response, not daring to look up with the wet streaks on his face. If this was Taehyung or Jimin, heâd have heard a âgo awayâ by now. But not his Koo. Despite his willful attitude, thereâs nothing Jungkook wants more than to be babied when heâs crying.
Namjoon cautiously sits in front of the boy, leaving space to keep their bodies from touching.
âHey pup, can you look at me please.â
With his face still buried in his knees, the wolf simply shakes his head in refusal.
âIâm sorry about what I said Koo. I shouldnât have brought up punishmentâŠand the last thing I want is for youâor anyoneâto be on those drugs again.â
âYouâre lying.â Jungkook finally raises his head, eyes watery and puffy, âI was easier to deal with when I had the collar on. I know it. You know it. Everybody knows it. Hell, even I wish I could turn off all these thoughts and just behave. But I canâtâŠthatâs not me.â His voice breaks towards the end, sobs threatening to spill from his throat.
Panic flashes on Namjoonâs face, composed demeanor becoming harder to maintain as Jungkook lays all his insecurities bare. Thereâs a quiet rage bubbling in his stomachâpointed a little at Kang but mainly at himself. Rage for letting Jungkookâs self esteem get to this point.
He knew from the day that Jungkook came into their lives that heâd need to be extra careful with him. Unlike the others, who jumped eagerly into his arms at the promise of a pack bond, his youngest pup was nothing but stand offish and distrustful for months.
Itâs not hard to see how little love Jungkook has known prior to the pack, but things arenât supposed to be like that anymore. Namjoon knows itâs naĂŻve to think that all of Jungkookâs scars would be healed by nowâknowing just how many he hasâbut wishful thinking got the better of him.
The boy in front of him looks just as insecure as he did when they first met. Except heâs not hiding it with sarcastic remarks and cold stares anymoreâŠat least not to his packmates.
Namjoon makes sure to not let his frustration show in his words, needing to be as calm as possible to not spook the distressed boy.
âBut this you is the one we fell in love with baby, how could we ever prefer any other version over it? Iâll admit youâre not the easiest pup from time to time, but Iâd rather you be the most difficult wolf in the world than put that collar back on you.â
âThen why do you keep taking y/nâs side? She wants me back on the collar. I can tell. Wants me to be the sweet sweet angel they brainwashed me into being.â
âShe doesnât want you on the collar either Koo, she just doesnât know this version of youâŠand you arenât exactly letting her in eitherâwhich I know is hard for you, I understand itâs asking a lot, but Iâm not doing this because Iâm taking her side. I just think we have an actual shot of being happy here. You trust me, donât you baby?â
Jungkook nods. No matter how upset he is, itâs instinct to nod when Namjoon asks that question. Of course he trusts his Alpha. Heâd follow Namjoon to the ends of the world if he asked him to.
âIâŠIâll try. But pleaseâŠd-donât punish me if I c-canât.â The last part is whispered, as if itâs a shameful declaration. It is, to some extent, shameful for Jungkook to admitâthat he shivers at the mention of the tamest punishments now.
Namjoonâs heart drops to his stomach at the helpless bundle of nerves in front of him.
âI wonât baby. I promise. Will you please come to me?â
Jungkook doesnât waste time to scoot his way over, making himself small as he seeks safety in Namjoonâs embrace. Namjoon breathes a bit lighter, relieved at Jungkookâs lack of hesitationâthe last thing he wants is his pup to be wary of him.
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Hoseok looks over from one brunette to the other, both fidgeting as they try to find their words.
âWhat is it pups?â
Jimin clears his throat, tightening his hold on Taehyungâs arm before speaking up.
âUm..we just wanted to askâŠâ no matter how hard he tries, he canât get the words out, âitâs nothing hyung! Forget about it.â Â
Taehyung, although disappointed, follows in understanding. The two are ready to retreat, but their hyung isnât having any of that.
âWait!â their hyung pouts, not wanting to be left out, âwhatever it is, you can ask me.â
âItâs selfishâ Taehyung takes the words out of Jiminâs mouth.
Hoseok raises a brow, waiting for further explanation only to be met with an awkward silence.
âSince when have you two ever thought twice before asking me for things?â
Itâs true. They normally didnât hesitate to ask their Hobi hyung for whatever they wanted. Why would they? He was their hyung and they were his precious pups to spoil.
But this wasnât a normal situation.
âWhatever it is, I wonât get mad. You know I never get mad at you guys.â
Jimin wishes Hobi didnât add that part, as it only makes him feel more gross in the moment,
âFuck, I canât do it. Please, letâs all drop this.â
Hoseok, however, isnât ready to drop the subject.
âWhat could it possibly be that youâre so scareââ he stops as soon as the realization hits.
Truthfully, heâs been preparing for this conversation. With everyone else going back to normal, Hoseok knew it was just a matter of time before intimacy would come back into the equation for the rest of them.
âOh pups, you donât have to worry about me. Iâll be fine, really.â
Jimin raises a brow, wanting to make sure everyoneâs on the same page. Hoseok continues on, assuring them that he isnât misunderstanding the situation.
âIf weâre being completely honest, Iâm still not comfortable with the topic. Thereâs still a lot I need to work through to handle triggers around it, but whatever anyone else does is fine as long as Iâm not asked to be part of it.â
âA-are you sure? With you tuning into your hybrid heââ
âI donât tune in to anything in the house. Really guys, itâs fine! The only thing thatâll make me feel bad is if you hold yourselves back because of me.â
âWe donât want you just saying that for our sake hyung.â
Hoseok shakes his head with surety, âIâm not. As long as itâs away from me, I donât mind.â
He punctuates with a smile, ruffling Taeâs hair to lighten the mood. It works on Taehyung, but Jiminâs brows are still furrowed.
âWhat about during our heats? Will you be okay next month?â
âIâve talked to Y/N and Yoongi about it already. Iâll be staying with them at Yoongiâs place, but weâll cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now, Iâm telling you that Iâm more than okay. Please donât walk on eggshells around me.â
Jimin nods, deciding it best to trust his hyungâs judgement. Hoseok knows whatâs best for himself, and itâs not Jiminâs place to decide what should and shouldnât bother the older wolf.
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You take a step back, huffing at your sixth failed attempt before diving back in.
Youâre Shin Y/N.
Youâve made businessmen shake in their boots at the sound of your heels clicking. Youâve revived dying companies with one meeting. So why canât you move this pesky little bookshelf to the other side of your office?
Itâs been over fifteen minutes, and you canât get the thing to budge at all. However, if itâs one thing you are, itâs stubborn. So you close your eyes and focus all your energy on pushing. To your surprise, the wooden shelf actually starts sliding this time. Ecstatic, you open your eyes to navigate the room--only to be met with the last sight youâre expecting to see.
Itâs Jungkook, covered head to toe in black, with a detached expression you canât quite read. He nonchalantly drags the piece of furniture, waiting for you to tell him where to stop.
âRight there is fine.â
He props it next to the standing lamp, making sure itâs flush against the wall before letting go.
âThank you.â You want to say more, but youâre afraid of saying something wrong.
âWhatever.â He stuffs his fists in his hoodie before heading towards the door.
âWait!â You panic, realizing you said that out loud. You donât want him to leave but have no clue what to say next. Instinctively, you say the first thing that comes to your mind.
âYouâve been wearing that hoodie a lotâŠI can buy you more if you likeââ
âNo thank you.â
Your shoulders shrink. You know itâs not right, but throwing money at your problems has worked out pretty well for you thus far. Not to mention, itâs a lot easier than being emotionally vulnerable. But if money wasnât going to solve this, your handâs been forced to try the other way.
âI miss you.â
The words hang heavy in the air, with your fear of being rejected growing by the minute.
The wolf simply scoffs.
âMiss me? You mean you miss having a little pet following all your commands.â
You take a deep breath, reminding yourself of Namjoonâs words to keep composure.
Relax. Jungkookâs a bit difficult to win over, but itâs not impossible. Heâs still a sweetheart once he lets you inâreally lets you in, without the drugs making him.
Drugs or no drugs, youâve seen the way he looks at his Alpha with stars in his eyes, or the way he pouts to his Jin hyung when he wants something. Despite the cold front heâs put up with you, heâs as warm as ever to his packmates. Thereâs still hope as long as you keep trying.
âThatâs not true, Jungkook. You canât just decide what Iâve been feeling and make your judgements based on that. Itâs not fair.â
He narrows his eyes, bringing his arms up across his chest in a defensive stance.
âYou canât miss what youâve never known.â
âI miss you telling me your favorite parts of the shows youâve watchedâŠor ranking the snacks in the pantryâŠor just coming by to tell me about your day. Was all of that really just the drugs? Would the real you really be so miserable hanging out with me? Do you hate me that much?â
You try to hold it back, but your eyes start watering right as you say the last sentence. Luckily, no tears spill.
Jungkook is taken aback nonetheless, not expecting the answer he got. His eyes soften up ever so slightly, but not enough to douse the fire of unease youâre burning under.
âI donât hate you,â he huffs, playing with where his hands meet inside the hoodie instead of meeting your gaze, âand I like living here. But Iâm not going to wait for you at the door like a little puppy anymore. And Iâm not going to expect you to treat me like my packmates do. Youâre not a part of our pack.â
Heâs not giving you a lot, but youâre grasping tight at the little assurance he does give. For now, a âI donât hate youâ seems like the best thing youâre going to get from himâand youâre not in any position to complain.
âI understand!â This time, you seem like the lost little puppy, wagging your tail for any approval you can get, âIâm not trying to impose on your pack. I know itâs not my place. I justâŠwant to be friends? Whenever youâre ready to consider me one, Iâll be here.â
You donât give him any time to respond, as the tears threatening to spill down have you brushing past before the hybrid fully processes what just happened.
Friend.
Somewhere between packmate and total stranger.
Jungkookâs never had a real one before.
Heâd never had friends or family before the pack. Just an abandoned stray moving from one back alley to the next. The last time someone asked him to be âfriendsâ was a couple months after heâd just turned eighteenâa wealthy Alpha looking for a fighter to make money off of. Heâd agreed, desperate to get off the streets. It wasnât a bad gig, but it didnât exactly leave him feeling good either.
Days of nonstop practicing, and nights of nonstop fighting, all so his âfriendâ could squeeze every last dollar from the matches.
The other fighters didnât want anything to do with him, with his constant wins getting on everyone elseâs nerves. And everyone else in town didnât want anything to do with him either, with his bloodied and bruised appearance not doing any favors. He got used to the routineâaccepted that real friends werenât in his cards, and that there was probably no pack waiting for him. A true lone wolf.
And he wouldâve lived his entire life that way if his last opponent wasnât such a sore loser. Well, specifically, if his sponsor wasnât such a sore loser. He still flinches at the memory of being chased down those alleys, hearing gunshots followed by car alarms and shattering glass. It was ten on one, with half of them being wolves heâd defeated in the ringâall working to get their sponsor his money back.
Heâd barely managed to escape, gripping where a bullet wound grazed his bloody leg, as he ran without looking back. He only stopped running when the adrenaline couldnât keep him going any longer, finding himself lost in a neighboring town when his knees finally gave in.
Thatâs the first time he met Jimin and Taehyung, fingers interlocked and lost in each otherâs company. They wouldâve missed him if the streetlamp had fully gone out, but thankfully, the little flicker in the night was enough for Jiminâs eyes to meet that of the injured wolf.
If he wasnât in searing pain, he wouldâve felt the pull of the pack bond right when the other two did. But he couldnât feel anything other than where the bullet ever-so-slightly missed, causing him to kick and scream the entire time the wolves tried to help.
âRelax, please relax. We need to stop the bleeding. Whatâs your name?â
âGet the fuck away from me. I swear to God Iâll break your bones if you keep touching me.â
Saying he was difficult is an understatement, but the two managed to pin him down just long enough to give emergency first aid.
That was the beginning of the long and messy road to adjusting Jungkook to the pack, navigating his hot temper and short fuse as the rest assured him the pull wasnât temporaryâthat this pack, this family, would embrace him with enough love and tenderness to make up for all the years heâd been alone.
To you, to everyone outside, this Jungkook might seem difficultâŠbut only he and his pack know just how gentle he is compared to his old self.
But the idea of this not being enoughâof having to compete with the docile imitation of himself that the hormones made himâit was terrifying.
You said you wanted to be friends, but could anyone not bound by a pack bond truly accept Jungkook for the way he is? When thereâs really nothing in it for them?
Thatâs never happened before.
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im so so happy youâre back! Ngl had me worried and hoping you were okay đ„°đ„°
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(Un)natural Instincts (Part 12)
*Series taglist is closed.
angst, fluff, smut
Pairings: OT7 x Fem Reader, Human CEO Reader, Human Assistant Yoongi, Wolf Hybrids Joon, Jin, Hobi, Jimin, Tae, and Kook.
Basic premise: You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.
Part 1 > Part 2 >Â Part 3 >Â Part 4 > Part 5 >Â Part 6 > Part 7 > Part 8 > Part 9 > Part 10 > Part 11 > Part 12
General Warnings: Hybrid abuse and lab experimentation, drugs, hybrids as second-class citizens/owned property (Minors DNI, 18+ content)
Specific Warnings: discussions around SA triggers (mainly boundary setting, not angsty), one brief mention of a gunshot, gunshot wound, fear of punishments, hints to street crime violence, vague hints to smut
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Hoseok watches as Taehyung gets lost in the painting, fascinated by how he repeatedly goes back and fixes each detail. Itâs endearing, watching him bite his bottom lip in concentration.
âWhatâs that stuff youâre adding to the paint?â
âPoppyseed oil. It makes the paint dry slower.â
âYou want it to dry slower?â
The younger one nods, âThis way I can retouch whatever needs to be fixed without worrying about it drying.â
He hands his hyung the brush in his hand, which Hoseok swirls into the paint thinner before handing back clean.
âI didnât know you could add stuff to the paint like that.â
âTheyâre called mediums. There's fast-drying ones too, which Iâll be using for the clothes and hair since I want to work in lots of separate layers for those.â
âThis is already all too complicated for me.â Hoseok laughs, preferring to mindlessly watch the paint go down than think about drying times and layers.
Taehyung laughs, leaning in to give his hyung a peck on the cheek.
Jimin walks in at the exact time, smiling fondly at the scene. He brings in a platter of freshly cut fruit, most of which are Taehyungâs favorites.
âFruit delivery!â
Hoseok brings the boy close, holding him by the waist as he opens his mouth for a piece. Taehyung follows, stopping his brushwork to be fed.
âHow much longer until the paintingâs done?â Jimin asks while popping a cut strawberry into the younger wolfâs mouth.
Taehyung holds up three fingers, mouth too distracted by the sweet fruit to speak.
âThree days?â
He nods.
âSo three more days until you stop cooping up in here and pay more attention to me,â Jimin pouts.
âAre you actually getting jealous of Y/Nâs late grandmother?â Taehyung teases, causing Hoseok to almost choke on a grape laughing.
Itâs the sound again. The sound of Hoseok laughing. He seems completely oblivious as to how much it affects his packmatesâhow much love it fills in their hearts.
___
Jin reaches for Namjoonâs hand, attempting to soothe the worried wolf as they both wait for Jungkook to come out from his bath.
This isnât going to be easy.
Joon says with furrowed brows alone.
Heâs going to hate this.
Jin agrees with a light squeeze to his packmateâs fingers.
It wouldnât be hard to convince an outsider that Jin and Namjoon can, in fact, read each otherâs minds. Wouldnât take much convincing at all, with how well the two communicate with just looks. But thereâs no mind-reading abilities at play, just years of understanding each other.
They were the first two members of the pack, after all.
Namjoon still remembers the goosebumps on his arms when he first met Jinâit was the first time heâd ever felt the pull of a pack bond. A rush of adrenaline, serotonin, and dopamine all creating a buzzing cocktail in his body when the older wolf smiled his way.
Jin wasnât innocent either, he knew he was riling the usually-poised Alpha up the second he looked at him. It was a fun game, teasing and taunting the big bad wolf until he was taught a lesson behind some shabby hybrid bar neither of them remember the name of anymore.
Namjoon's mind wanders back to that night, amused at the idea of telling his younger self that heâd be starting his forever family with that gorgeous man he met in a rundown dive barâthat four more wonderful hybrids would walk into their life and make them complete.
He doesnât think heâd tell his younger version about the lab. He wouldnât want to know.
The bathroom door opens, and both pairs of wolf eyes focus in on the youngest.
âHey Kooâ Jin says in his sweetest tone.
Jungkook flashes a toothy grin to his packmates, shuffling over to give both a chaste kiss on the lips.
âWe were actually waiting for you pup, wanted to talk to you about something.â
Namjoonâs solemn tone isnât lost on the wolf, putting him on edge as he takes his place opposite them on the bed.
âIs something wrong?â His eyes nervously dart between the two older ones.
Jin decides to take the lead, going in with as much tact as possible.
âFirst of all, we just want to say how happy we are that the hormones effects are wearing off on you. Itâs great seeing you be yourself again...â
Namjoon jumps in, feeling Jinâs nervousness take over, ââŠbut we do have to be mindful of our situation pup. Pushing away y/n isnât going to do us any favors here.â
âOr Yoongi.â Jin adds.
Jungkook almost rolls his eyes, but he manages to hold back.
âIâll behave.â He grits out halfheartedly.
âIâm going to need you to be more convincing than that Koo.â
The wolf glares at his Alpha, a sign of defiance Namjoon is not in the mood to entertain.
âStop being bratty before I spank it out of you pup.â
Jungkookâs gaze changes in an instant. The challenging glint in his eyes is replaced with something far more devastatingâhurt. Jinâs hands reach for Namjoonâs shoulder, pulling him back before the situation escalates even more.
âWhy stop at a spanking? Might as well put the Obedience collar back on so you can have the docile and well behaved pup you want so badly.â
He doesnât wait to be dismissed, almost running out of the room before the other two can see his glossy eyes.
Jin lets out a dejected sigh, âYou shouldnât have brought up punishment baby.â
Namjoon knew it was a mistake the second the words left his mouth, but it was already too late then.
âI-I knowâŠit was just instinct.â Guilt overtakes his features, regretting not thinking twice before speaking.
The moment Jungkook looked at him with that defiant stare, he couldnât help but respond in the way he had a thousand times before the lab. Back when punishments were just a tool for an Alpha to reign in a bratty wolfânot synonymous with physical and psychological torture.
He knows he canât discipline his pack the way other Alphas do anymore, not when theyâve had enough punishments to last three lifetimes.
Jin tugs on the younger wolfâs sleeve, pulling him back to Earth, âGo apologize and make it up to him.â
âWhat if he wants space from me?â
âWeâre talking about Jungkook here, your clingiest pup.â
Jin isnât wrong. Jungkook isnât the type to want to be left alone when heâs upset.
Namjoon follows the scent trail carefully, grimacing at the smell of salt mixed into Jungkookâs signature vanilla. Salt meant tears, and tears meant his pup was cooping himself up in some corner and sobbing. It doesnât take the Alpha long to find which corner exactly, as the not-so-small wolf canât exactly hide behind a dresser the way he thinks he can. But that doesnât stop him from tryingâbundled up with his knees to his chest in one of the spare bedrooms.
âKoo, sweetheartâŠâ He keeps his voice soft.
Jungkook simply sniffles in response, not daring to look up with the wet streaks on his face. If this was Taehyung or Jimin, heâd have heard a âgo awayâ by now. But not his Koo. Despite his willful attitude, thereâs nothing Jungkook wants more than to be babied when heâs crying.
Namjoon cautiously sits in front of the boy, leaving space to keep their bodies from touching.
âHey pup, can you look at me please.â
With his face still buried in his knees, the wolf simply shakes his head in refusal.
âIâm sorry about what I said Koo. I shouldnât have brought up punishmentâŠand the last thing I want is for youâor anyoneâto be on those drugs again.â
âYouâre lying.â Jungkook finally raises his head, eyes watery and puffy, âI was easier to deal with when I had the collar on. I know it. You know it. Everybody knows it. Hell, even I wish I could turn off all these thoughts and just behave. But I canâtâŠthatâs not me.â His voice breaks towards the end, sobs threatening to spill from his throat.
Panic flashes on Namjoonâs face, composed demeanor becoming harder to maintain as Jungkook lays all his insecurities bare. Thereâs a quiet rage bubbling in his stomachâpointed a little at Kang but mainly at himself. Rage for letting Jungkookâs self esteem get to this point.
He knew from the day that Jungkook came into their lives that heâd need to be extra careful with him. Unlike the others, who jumped eagerly into his arms at the promise of a pack bond, his youngest pup was nothing but stand offish and distrustful for months.
Itâs not hard to see how little love Jungkook has known prior to the pack, but things arenât supposed to be like that anymore. Namjoon knows itâs naĂŻve to think that all of Jungkookâs scars would be healed by nowâknowing just how many he hasâbut wishful thinking got the better of him.
The boy in front of him looks just as insecure as he did when they first met. Except heâs not hiding it with sarcastic remarks and cold stares anymoreâŠat least not to his packmates.
Namjoon makes sure to not let his frustration show in his words, needing to be as calm as possible to not spook the distressed boy.
âBut this you is the one we fell in love with baby, how could we ever prefer any other version over it? Iâll admit youâre not the easiest pup from time to time, but Iâd rather you be the most difficult wolf in the world than put that collar back on you.â
âThen why do you keep taking y/nâs side? She wants me back on the collar. I can tell. Wants me to be the sweet sweet angel they brainwashed me into being.â
âShe doesnât want you on the collar either Koo, she just doesnât know this version of youâŠand you arenât exactly letting her in eitherâwhich I know is hard for you, I understand itâs asking a lot, but Iâm not doing this because Iâm taking her side. I just think we have an actual shot of being happy here. You trust me, donât you baby?â
Jungkook nods. No matter how upset he is, itâs instinct to nod when Namjoon asks that question. Of course he trusts his Alpha. Heâd follow Namjoon to the ends of the world if he asked him to.
âIâŠIâll try. But pleaseâŠd-donât punish me if I c-canât.â The last part is whispered, as if itâs a shameful declaration. It is, to some extent, shameful for Jungkook to admitâthat he shivers at the mention of the tamest punishments now.
Namjoonâs heart drops to his stomach at the helpless bundle of nerves in front of him.
âI wonât baby. I promise. Will you please come to me?â
Jungkook doesnât waste time to scoot his way over, making himself small as he seeks safety in Namjoonâs embrace. Namjoon breathes a bit lighter, relieved at Jungkookâs lack of hesitationâthe last thing he wants is his pup to be wary of him.
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Hoseok looks over from one brunette to the other, both fidgeting as they try to find their words.
âWhat is it pups?â
Jimin clears his throat, tightening his hold on Taehyungâs arm before speaking up.
âUm..we just wanted to askâŠâ no matter how hard he tries, he canât get the words out, âitâs nothing hyung! Forget about it.â Â
Taehyung, although disappointed, follows in understanding. The two are ready to retreat, but their hyung isnât having any of that.
âWait!â their hyung pouts, not wanting to be left out, âwhatever it is, you can ask me.â
âItâs selfishâ Taehyung takes the words out of Jiminâs mouth.
Hoseok raises a brow, waiting for further explanation only to be met with an awkward silence.
âSince when have you two ever thought twice before asking me for things?â
Itâs true. They normally didnât hesitate to ask their Hobi hyung for whatever they wanted. Why would they? He was their hyung and they were his precious pups to spoil.
But this wasnât a normal situation.
âWhatever it is, I wonât get mad. You know I never get mad at you guys.â
Jimin wishes Hobi didnât add that part, as it only makes him feel more gross in the moment,
âFuck, I canât do it. Please, letâs all drop this.â
Hoseok, however, isnât ready to drop the subject.
âWhat could it possibly be that youâre so scareââ he stops as soon as the realization hits.
Truthfully, heâs been preparing for this conversation. With everyone else going back to normal, Hoseok knew it was just a matter of time before intimacy would come back into the equation for the rest of them.
âOh pups, you donât have to worry about me. Iâll be fine, really.â
Jimin raises a brow, wanting to make sure everyoneâs on the same page. Hoseok continues on, assuring them that he isnât misunderstanding the situation.
âIf weâre being completely honest, Iâm still not comfortable with the topic. Thereâs still a lot I need to work through to handle triggers around it, but whatever anyone else does is fine as long as Iâm not asked to be part of it.â
âA-are you sure? With you tuning into your hybrid heââ
âI donât tune in to anything in the house. Really guys, itâs fine! The only thing thatâll make me feel bad is if you hold yourselves back because of me.â
âWe donât want you just saying that for our sake hyung.â
Hoseok shakes his head with surety, âIâm not. As long as itâs away from me, I donât mind.â
He punctuates with a smile, ruffling Taeâs hair to lighten the mood. It works on Taehyung, but Jiminâs brows are still furrowed.
âWhat about during our heats? Will you be okay next month?â
âIâve talked to Y/N and Yoongi about it already. Iâll be staying with them at Yoongiâs place, but weâll cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now, Iâm telling you that Iâm more than okay. Please donât walk on eggshells around me.â
Jimin nods, deciding it best to trust his hyungâs judgement. Hoseok knows whatâs best for himself, and itâs not Jiminâs place to decide what should and shouldnât bother the older wolf.
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You take a step back, huffing at your sixth failed attempt before diving back in.
Youâre Shin Y/N.
Youâve made businessmen shake in their boots at the sound of your heels clicking. Youâve revived dying companies with one meeting. So why canât you move this pesky little bookshelf to the other side of your office?
Itâs been over fifteen minutes, and you canât get the thing to budge at all. However, if itâs one thing you are, itâs stubborn. So you close your eyes and focus all your energy on pushing. To your surprise, the wooden shelf actually starts sliding this time. Ecstatic, you open your eyes to navigate the room--only to be met with the last sight youâre expecting to see.
Itâs Jungkook, covered head to toe in black, with a detached expression you canât quite read. He nonchalantly drags the piece of furniture, waiting for you to tell him where to stop.
âRight there is fine.â
He props it next to the standing lamp, making sure itâs flush against the wall before letting go.
âThank you.â You want to say more, but youâre afraid of saying something wrong.
âWhatever.â He stuffs his fists in his hoodie before heading towards the door.
âWait!â You panic, realizing you said that out loud. You donât want him to leave but have no clue what to say next. Instinctively, you say the first thing that comes to your mind.
âYouâve been wearing that hoodie a lotâŠI can buy you more if you likeââ
âNo thank you.â
Your shoulders shrink. You know itâs not right, but throwing money at your problems has worked out pretty well for you thus far. Not to mention, itâs a lot easier than being emotionally vulnerable. But if money wasnât going to solve this, your handâs been forced to try the other way.
âI miss you.â
The words hang heavy in the air, with your fear of being rejected growing by the minute.
The wolf simply scoffs.
âMiss me? You mean you miss having a little pet following all your commands.â
You take a deep breath, reminding yourself of Namjoonâs words to keep composure.
Relax. Jungkookâs a bit difficult to win over, but itâs not impossible. Heâs still a sweetheart once he lets you inâreally lets you in, without the drugs making him.
Drugs or no drugs, youâve seen the way he looks at his Alpha with stars in his eyes, or the way he pouts to his Jin hyung when he wants something. Despite the cold front heâs put up with you, heâs as warm as ever to his packmates. Thereâs still hope as long as you keep trying.
âThatâs not true, Jungkook. You canât just decide what Iâve been feeling and make your judgements based on that. Itâs not fair.â
He narrows his eyes, bringing his arms up across his chest in a defensive stance.
âYou canât miss what youâve never known.â
âI miss you telling me your favorite parts of the shows youâve watchedâŠor ranking the snacks in the pantryâŠor just coming by to tell me about your day. Was all of that really just the drugs? Would the real you really be so miserable hanging out with me? Do you hate me that much?â
You try to hold it back, but your eyes start watering right as you say the last sentence. Luckily, no tears spill.
Jungkook is taken aback nonetheless, not expecting the answer he got. His eyes soften up ever so slightly, but not enough to douse the fire of unease youâre burning under.
âI donât hate you,â he huffs, playing with where his hands meet inside the hoodie instead of meeting your gaze, âand I like living here. But Iâm not going to wait for you at the door like a little puppy anymore. And Iâm not going to expect you to treat me like my packmates do. Youâre not a part of our pack.â
Heâs not giving you a lot, but youâre grasping tight at the little assurance he does give. For now, a âI donât hate youâ seems like the best thing youâre going to get from himâand youâre not in any position to complain.
âI understand!â This time, you seem like the lost little puppy, wagging your tail for any approval you can get, âIâm not trying to impose on your pack. I know itïżœïżœs not my place. I justâŠwant to be friends? Whenever youâre ready to consider me one, Iâll be here.â
You donât give him any time to respond, as the tears threatening to spill down have you brushing past before the hybrid fully processes what just happened.
Friend.
Somewhere between packmate and total stranger.
Jungkookâs never had a real one before.
Heâd never had friends or family before the pack. Just an abandoned stray moving from one back alley to the next. The last time someone asked him to be âfriendsâ was a couple months after heâd just turned eighteenâa wealthy Alpha looking for a fighter to make money off of. Heâd agreed, desperate to get off the streets. It wasnât a bad gig, but it didnât exactly leave him feeling good either.
Days of nonstop practicing, and nights of nonstop fighting, all so his âfriendâ could squeeze every last dollar from the matches.
The other fighters didnât want anything to do with him, with his constant wins getting on everyone elseâs nerves. And everyone else in town didnât want anything to do with him either, with his bloodied and bruised appearance not doing any favors. He got used to the routineâaccepted that real friends werenât in his cards, and that there was probably no pack waiting for him. A true lone wolf.
And he wouldâve lived his entire life that way if his last opponent wasnât such a sore loser. Well, specifically, if his sponsor wasnât such a sore loser. He still flinches at the memory of being chased down those alleys, hearing gunshots followed by car alarms and shattering glass. It was ten on one, with half of them being wolves heâd defeated in the ringâall working to get their sponsor his money back.
Heâd barely managed to escape, gripping where a bullet wound grazed his bloody leg, as he ran without looking back. He only stopped running when the adrenaline couldnât keep him going any longer, finding himself lost in a neighboring town when his knees finally gave in.
Thatâs the first time he met Jimin and Taehyung, fingers interlocked and lost in each otherâs company. They wouldâve missed him if the streetlamp had fully gone out, but thankfully, the little flicker in the night was enough for Jiminâs eyes to meet that of the injured wolf.
If he wasnât in searing pain, he wouldâve felt the pull of the pack bond right when the other two did. But he couldnât feel anything other than where the bullet ever-so-slightly missed, causing him to kick and scream the entire time the wolves tried to help.
âRelax, please relax. We need to stop the bleeding. Whatâs your name?â
âGet the fuck away from me. I swear to God Iâll break your bones if you keep touching me.â
Saying he was difficult is an understatement, but the two managed to pin him down just long enough to give emergency first aid.
That was the beginning of the long and messy road to adjusting Jungkook to the pack, navigating his hot temper and short fuse as the rest assured him the pull wasnât temporaryâthat this pack, this family, would embrace him with enough love and tenderness to make up for all the years heâd been alone.
To you, to everyone outside, this Jungkook might seem difficultâŠbut only he and his pack know just how gentle he is compared to his old self.
But the idea of this not being enoughâof having to compete with the docile imitation of himself that the hormones made himâit was terrifying.
You said you wanted to be friends, but could anyone not bound by a pack bond truly accept Jungkook for the way he is? When thereâs really nothing in it for them?
Thatâs never happened before.
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